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After taking a look at the earthen platform that carries the dreams of countless swordsmen, I put away the sharpness in my eyes.

"Old man, how long until the Heroes Meeting starts?"

"About half an hour or so."

Lao Tie looked around.

"There are quite a few blacksmith shops here. I want to go there and walk around to see if they are hiring. How about you come with me and have a bowl of food to eat here, which is better than the original backcountry."

"Okay."

The goal was clear and now I could get to know the other contestants.

"Old Tie, what is the origin of that Infinite Sword Master? Are his apprentices so powerful?" I asked as I walked.

"Of course he's awesome! He was one of the top masters in swordsmanship at the last Heroes Conference, and he almost made it to the Queling Pond." Lao Tie had admiration written on his face.

"In other words, he ranks second on the hero list?"

"No, they are tied for first place. Last time at the Heroes Meeting, he and Chixiao Sword Master were tied. The outcome was undecided, and neither of them could enter the Bird Spirit Pond."

"Since we are tied for first place, can't we go to Queling Pond together?"

"Of course not, we have to differentiate ourselves! There can only be one number one in the world! Only the unique number one can be qualified to become a sword god." Lao Tie felt a little regretful.

"He didn't come to participate this time. He only sent an apprentice. No matter how talented the apprentice is, he may not be able to catch up with the master. I'm afraid that the first place this time is none other than the Chixiao Sword Master."

"The Sword Master of the Red Sky is the man in white who came from the wall?"

"No, that's Sword Master Mingshuang. I forgot to tell you that the top three in the hero list are all sword masters. Last time, Sword Master Mingshuang was the third one. He is also a popular contender for the Sword God, but, listen Said he is still a little behind compared to the Scarlet Sky Sword Saint."

Lao Tie explained patiently.

"Of course, that was a hundred years ago. Another hundred years have passed, who knows who will become more powerful?"

I gradually understood: "It seems that the level of the swordsman is determined by the ranking on the hero list."

"Yes, the top three are sword masters. The top four to ten are swordsmen, eleven to thirty are swordsmen, and thirty-one to eighty are the most ordinary swordsmen. After eighty, you are not worthy of being on the hero list. Leave a name."

"The Hero List is held every hundred years, so the rankings on the list also change every hundred years."

"Yes, the rules are so cruel. If you don't advance, you will retreat. Falling in level is not only embarrassing, but also means a reduction in status. Apprentices will leave you, and other swordsmen will laugh at you. So once you are on the hero list, all swordsmen will All the scholars have to work hard at the risk of their lives.”

I thought thoughtfully: "The proprietress of the Hero Building is a swordsman. It seems quite extraordinary."

"Of course! She is the swordsman who has maintained her level for the longest time. She has been in three hero guilds, and almost all swordsmen respect her. She is the only one qualified to open the hero building."

"What about the other swordsmen?" I asked again.

"Except for those famous insights, I don't know anything else." Lao Tie shook his head, "These are all what I heard from my master. He came to the last Heroes Meeting. Of course, like me, it was just for a look."

"In our small place, if you come here once, you can enjoy it for a lifetime."

By this time, we had arrived outside a large iron shop.

Lao Tie opened his head and peered inside.

His eyes stayed longer on the swords on the wall than on the blacksmithing stove.

"Old man, do you want to buy a sword?"

"Who wouldn't want to, but these swords are very expensive, and I can't afford even the most expensive ones. Besides, what's the use of buying them?"

He walked into the iron shop and plucked up the courage to ask if he was hiring. After being looked at by someone, he waved his hand and drove him out.

To be honest, although he is not short, he is rather skinny and does not look like a blacksmith.

He changed to another iron shop, but still received the same treatment.

However, he was not discouraged. He asked every iron shop, and finally there was one who could accept him to do odd jobs.

"Looking at your figure, you should start by blowing the bellows and doing odd jobs."

The arrogant boss immediately arranged the work.

"Yes, yes. Thank you boss for taking me in! This is my hometown brother, can he come with me?" Lao Tie kept bending down to thank him.

"He looks thin and weak, what can he do?" The boss looked at me and waved his hand, "At most he is responsible for food, and he doesn't get paid!"

"I don't want wages, and I don't need you to take care of the food. As long as" I glanced across the iron shop, I saw a scrapped iron embryo, and I pointed at it.

"Just give me this thing."

"What can you do with scrap metal? It's okay. With your body, the work you do is only worth scrap metal."

Lao Tie asked again: "Then boss, we will have a hero meeting later."

"As long as you can finish the work before you start, you're good to go."

The boss was very cheerful. After giving the explanation, he put on his leather apron and went to strike with the hammer.

"Brother Li, tell me what's going on with you. What's wrong with having food to eat? Why do you need a piece of scrap metal?" Lao Tie complained to me while skillfully blowing the bellows.

"Of course I have my uses." I smiled, without explaining, and started to help with the chores.

Half an hour passed quickly.

"here we go!"

"The hero meeting has begun!"

"The great swordsman has already gone to the competition ring."

The town was abuzz.

Everyone was running and shouting, excited and even enthusiastically running towards the competition ring.

"You guys, finish your work before you leave!"

The boss threw the hammer away and ran out in a hurry.

The streets were crowded with people.

"Brother Li, hurry up, the heroes meeting will start soon!" Lao Tie packed up the things in his hands and urged me anxiously.

But I lingered, and after the boss walked away, I threw away the broom in my hand and picked up the piece of scrap metal.

"Old Tie, do you forge swords?"

"What?" Lao Tie was stunned and looked at the piece of scrap metal with an incredulous expression. "You don't want to use this to make a sword and go to the Heroes' Meeting, do you?"

"Let's not talk about your swordsmanship. Just this piece of scrap metal won't do it."

"Not necessarily. You need to punch out the sword first. Time is urgent. Just have the shape of a sword. You don't need to pay too much attention to it." I put the scrap metal into Lao Tie's hand.

This iron embryo itself had the prototype of a sword, but the material was too poor to make a decent sword, so it was discarded.

But just making it look like a sword is fine.

"This is simply fantastic!" Lao Tie's eyes widened, "You don't think that the person in the prophecy is you, do you?"

"For the sake of me saving your life, you have to help me with this. Let's start quickly. If you keep ink, you won't be able to make it to the Heroes' Meeting!"

I followed his example and turned on the bellows.

The coals in the stove were burning brightly.

"It's all my fault for talking too much"

Lao Tie stamped his feet and put on his leather skirt to help.

Although he is not physically strong, he still does physical work and can still hold a hammer.

Ding ding dong dong.

Hurry up and hurry up, sweating all over by the stove.

There was a sound of water.

An ugly and rough iron sword finally took shape.